"Where are you going?" Darren asked in a threatening tone.
"Seeing the view from the window." Calista answered without looking at the face of the other person.
Darren put the laptop on the sofa and walked over to Calista, who was difficult to walk because she was looking for her sandals.
Darren picked up Calista's sandals lying some distance on the floor and placed them under her feet.
"What are you doing? I can do it myself." Calista felt uncomfortable seeing Darren kneeling under her feet to put her sandals on.
"Put it on. You want to quickly go home and go to Jogja, right? Just my opinion, don't argue too much." Darren's words, which were slow but pierced Calista's heart, made the woman purse her lips in silence. Sometimes his mouth can't be controlled when he speaks. But that's how he is.